Drop, drop, drop…

The sound of the heart rate monitor echoed in the ward. Shen Qingzhu pushed open the door and walked into the corridor outside.

"What happened?" Lin Qiye stood up and asked.

"He is out of danger for now."

The expressions of Lin Qiye and others eased a little, and Baili Pangpang couldn't help but sighed:

"I never thought that this Ninth Seat who came out to help others was actually an undercover agent. I thought he was just stupid..."

Cao Yuan on the side rolled his eyes silently, "Do you think that everyone else is the same as you?"

"??? Lao Cao, are you getting carried away again? How about we find a place to fight?"

The corners of Cao Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, "Wait for me for two days."

"Wait two days? What will waiting for you for two days do... huh?" Baili Pangpang suddenly thought of something and looked at Cao Yuan suspiciously, "You are not going to break through, are you?"

"I had already touched the threshold when I was training in the warehouse before. After this battle, this feeling is even stronger..." Cao Yuan looked down at his hands, "I have a feeling that I will break through in the next two days."

"Um... Lao Cao, I was just joking with you, hehe..."

Are you kidding... It's okay to fight across different realms, but if we are at the same realm, who dares to fight Cao Yuan head-on when he is in a crazy state?

Well, except my sister Lan.

“Cough cough cough…”

A slight cough was heard from the other side of the chair. Lin Qiye and the others turned around and saw Zhou Ping sitting quietly in the corner, coughing with his head down.

“Senior Sword Saint, why don’t you also go and make an appointment and recuperate?” Lin Qiye said with some concern.

Zhou Ping shook his head. "It's just a minor injury. Besides...the hospital can't cure something like divine power."

In his fight with Osiris, both were injured, but Osiris only suffered external injuries from the sword energy, while Zhou Ping had part of his body eroded by the power of the god of the underworld, which was an internal injury.

This kind of injury certainly cannot be cured by modern medicine.

Lin Qiye and the others looked at each other, with solemn expressions in their eyes.

Zhou Ping is not only their teacher, but also the highest fighting force of mankind. The problem with his body is undoubtedly a big deal.

"You don't have to put on that expression." Zhou Ping saw that Lin Qiye and the others were worried, and said helplessly, "It's just a minor injury, it's not like you're going to die soon. How can you not get hurt when fighting with a god?"

After spending so much time together with Lin Qiye and the others, Zhou Ping has finally been able to relax a little. He is no longer as restrained and alert as he was at the beginning, and his communication has become much more natural.

In Zhou Ping's eyes, Lin Qiye and others have changed from "troublesome strangers" to "troublesome acquaintances" and finally gradually become "my not-so-troublesome students."

Of course, this is the result of Lin Qiye and others' continuous efforts over the past few months...

They are one of the few exceptions in Zhou Ping.

Lin Qiye and others sighed.

"Senior Sword Saint, you are so powerful but can only fight against gods on equal terms. Has anyone ever killed a god in human history?" Baili Pangpang asked curiously.

Zhou Ping shook his head, "No, being on par with gods and killing gods are two completely different things.

Throughout the human history, there have always been a few people who can fight against gods without being defeated, but that’s all. The so-called gods are not just another form of life, they are also the embodiment of certain laws.

The only thing that can obliterate the law is the law.

Humans are just creatures that live within the laws. No matter how strong they become, as long as they cannot master the power of the laws, they will not be able to kill gods.

This is the fundamental difference in life.”

Lin Qiye and others seemed to be thinking about something.

"Is it possible for humans to master the laws?" An Qingyu's eyes were full of curiosity.

"...Perhaps, it's impossible." Zhou Ping was silent for a moment, "At least in history, no one has ever done it."

After hearing this answer, the corridor fell into silence.

"Do you know why we are called the ceiling of humanity?" Zhou Ping continued, "Because this realm is the highest peak that humans can reach, and there is no way up...

Although many talented people in history have tried to break this ceiling, they all failed.

The human ceiling is an honor that represents the highest combat power of mankind, but also... a shame.

Therefore, most human ceilings do not like this name. "

In silence,

Lin Qiye slowly opened his mouth, "In other words, humans can never defeat gods?"

Zhou Ping was silent for a moment. "In theory, it is true, but..."

"But what?" Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up.

"But Ye Fan thinks I can do it." Zhou Ping sighed helplessly, "He always believes that I am the one who is most likely to break through this ceiling and reach the realm that no one has ever reached."

"Commander Ye?" Lin Qiye asked doubtfully, "Why?"

"I don't know either." Zhou Ping slowly closed his eyes. "I'm just an ordinary person. I don't know why he has such high hopes for me..."

Ordinary people...

The corner of Lin Qiye's mouth twitched slightly.

An Qingyu stared at Zhou Ping, his eyes filled with unprecedented curiosity. He licked his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Er's voice came from the MP3 player on his waist:

"what's on your mind?"

This is a hospital after all, and Jiang Er did not appear here in the form of a ghost. Instead, he turned himself into a magnetic field and hid in the MP3 on An Qingyu's waist.

"The strongest combat power of mankind with the potential to break the ceiling... I really want to dissect it..." An Qingyu muttered to himself.

Jiang Er: ...

What a weirdo.

Jiang Er thought to himself.

While everyone was talking, a crisp phone ring rang.

Zhou Ping was startled, took out the phone from his pocket and answered it.

"Hello?" He spoke in a low voice.

“…”

"What?!"

Zhou Ping suddenly stood up from his seat, with a rare look of shock in his eyes. The next moment, he lowered his head and started coughing uncontrollably.

"Ahem...Okay, I got it. I'll wait for you here."

Zhou Ping's sudden reaction startled Lin Qiye and the others. Since they had known him, they had never seen him with such a serious expression.

"Senior Sword Saint, what happened?" Baili Pangpang asked tentatively.

Zhou Ping stood there for a moment with his phone in hand, then turned around to look at Lin Qiye and the others, frowning slightly.

"Everyone, come back to the safe house with me immediately. Ye Fan will be here in twelve minutes."

"Commander Ye?" Lin Qiye and the others looked at each other with confusion in their eyes. "Hasn't everything here been resolved? What is Commander Ye doing here now?"

Zhou Ping shook his head. "If nothing unexpected happens, you will have to go to the remaining two cities by yourselves...

There's something wrong in the north."